My husband and I have two excellent examples of parenting as a team to look at. And it sounds like we are going to need to team up a lot during this whole journey called “parenting”.
I am a fairly competitive person. In high school, I worked at Sam Goody and made it a point to sell the crap out of Replay cards. In college you did not want to play Dutch Blitz with me.
I boxed out.
In my adult years, I have to say the competitive streak has not died down much. But I have to also say that I have met my match.
My husband is also competitive, equally or more so than I. We might have a competition later over who is more competitive.
But together we are pretty unstoppable. When we aren’t trying to beat each other at something, we are actually working together, and we are just as good at that as we are at trying to be better than the other at something.
There will be plenty to get competitive over as parents.
Who changes a faster diaper.
Who puts the baby to sleep the quickest.
Who figures out how to swaddle first.
There will be things each of us just owns, with no need or room for competition.
For instance, food supply will likely be my territory.
Building baby furniture is likely The Hub’s department.
But the whole shebang of creating this little life form was a team effort, and we both know we have to keep working together to ensure she has as few barriers to awesomeness as humanly possible.
If I were picking parenting teams, my husband would absolutely be my first pick. And you know how I like to win.